Bratty Bottom Bitch

Z - they/them - 26 - Polyamorous bitch from hell

[mindofasubmissive]

I’m officially done with this site. Not like I’ve been super active but I can’t even view some of my friends blogs anymore and most of my content gets flagged pretty quickly. I hope you all have a wonderful time and remember. There is nothing wrong with your sexuality. There is nothing wrong with your body. Nudity is beautiful. Sex is beautiful. The only problem that exists with those things is Tumblr’s policies.

This site is a trash heap that punishes the sexually free over fucking nazis. So keep on being a kinky fucker. Keep on loving your body and your sexuality. Keep on being horny in the asks and DM’s (with consent). This community was once thriving but it hasn’t lost its beauty. Y’all are fucking awesome.

Love y’all,

MoaS

[tversky]

[the--evil-lesbian]

The response to my frogs so far

[cetitanhasmoved]

i love this shit i need more examples

[cloudmancy]

op of the original tweet here there are SO many examples in the replies

[dogsuffrage]

Furries are the last hope for our wretched society and every furry is braver than any marine and they deserve respect

[dancinbutterfly]

They’re the Borgias and they the Borgheses and literally allowing mountains of modern visual artists(genius or otherwise) to work in their desired field for a living because they pay and they pay WELL so these amazing people don’t have to waste their time and talent in unrelated or corporate fields.

We have works we don’t even know are treasures because furries will shell out for graphic porn of themselves on the reg.

[lyanro]

@toc1n0 thanks im losing my goddamn mind

[dancinbutterfly]

FURRIES👏ARE👏THE👏PATRON-GENTRY👏OF👏THE👏21st👏CENTUNRY👏

[alternate-route]

I can’t believe that “it’s 2015 and you still make fun of furries? How’s it feel to be on the wrong side of history” post turned out to be true

[livebloggingmydescentintomadness]

[anais-ninja-bitch]

being an absolutely obnoxious little turd is a love language

[mindofasubmissive]

Every time my partners give me a directive, I put on my worst Donatella Versace accent and yell “Donnatella me what to do!”

[niggazinmoscow]

Important

[onsighthoe]

“Not in courtroom 502”

[theliesofrello]

The equivalent of not in this damn house

[that-twink-over-there]

“Try it… Try it”

[lthrhotguys]

[veenno]

[gaycism]

[gotterhag]

Forever reblog

[forfuckssakejim]

What in the fresh fuck?

[mlnmo]

wake up babe new scam bot just dropped

[songsofwaterandnight]

[babyfoxcollectionthings]

[kestrel-tree]

Well someone displeased the sky gods didn’t they

[augustdementhe]

My first thought was someone pleased the sky gods, because this is a SHOW. 

[madmaudlingoes]

That’s the problem with gods; their pleasure and their wrath often look the same.

[talesfromgringolandia]

That’s the problem with gods; their pleasure and their wrath often look the same.

why is this fire quote from a tumblr post

[mythopoeticlicense]

Because tumblr is the real world equivalent of infinite monkeys using typewriters eventually producing Shakespeare.

[emeships]

staff: *coming out of their hiding place after a few years* are they gone? is it safe? can we make this a profitable website finally?

us, every single time:

[spank-mm]

[austinspankingdad]

It’s time we had a talk about your behavior, young man.

[thekinkygrad]

Um I think I’ve got plans for that time...let’s reschedule!

[austinspankingdad]

No, I don’t think so.  I expect to see you in my office as soon as you get off work.

[thekinkygrad]

[dougdorseypayton]

[trefoilwombat]

[trefoilwombat]

[taquito]

fog is just a rlly big land ghost

[mindfulwrath]

In four billion years, there have been many continents that died.

You’ve heard of the famous ones–Pangaea, proud monolith; Laurasia, home of dinosaurs–but there were others, so many, many others. The grand march of time swallowed islands whole, scraped them up like residue from the baking pan of the world.

Everything has a soul. Everything remembers.

Gondwana floats gently over London now, remembering when the world was hot and green. She loves the lights. There were no lights, when she was alive. There were no lights when the world was so hot and green.

Rodinia settles onto the dry Atacama, bringing moisture from the sea. She moves much faster now, unhindered by gravity and friction, slipping through the walls of this new house. The walls are always moving, yet she stays, floating in and out, bringing moisture.

Vaalbara, eldest and most fire-born, sneaks in tendrils and wisps over her old haunting grounds. Her bones are buried in the outback, ancient cratons resting unrotted through all the fearsome gnawing of time. She likes the summers here. The heat reminds her, so faintly, of what it was like to be born. In the wildfires, she sees the magma oceans of her youth.

Everything has a soul. Everything remembers.